Chapter 132 Song

Moving along the snowy river, the sound of the long sword cutting the air became clearer and clearer. Turning around a mountain mausoleum, there is an open field with a clear view in front of it.

To Qin Yan's surprise, the source of this disturbance was not one of the three people he guessed, but a very strange teenager.

The man was naked, wearing only a pair of shorts, holding a long sword flowing with a strange purple flame, and jumping in the snowy river. The sword is like a wave, smoothly cutting through the cold river, stirring waves, crystal clear like snowflakes.

The sound of "sneer" sounded in the air, and thousands of sword lights were stringed into fine rain, cutting down the snowflakes splashing in the air one by one. Countless raindrops exploded halfway, and the burst of strength brought a strong impact, and the air scattered and bloomed everywhere. The deep or light purple sword spirit scratched the fan-shaped air surface, and the cold light was a little dazzling. The sword spirit was like a peacock opening one after another, intercepting the raindrops and bursting air layer after layer.

Qin Yan paused. He clearly felt that the fast flashing demonic purple light was emitting an extremely fierce breath around, dozens of feet away, still making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

The teenager noticed the approach of outsiders, suddenly stopped the sword, maintained the last swing of the sword, and turned his head to Qin Yan. With a touch of their eyes, it was no longer possible to separate, and they looked at each other carefully.

This man has long brown hair, scattered over his shoulders, and his narrow eyes only have a little pupils, which are particularly/gloomy and cold. His body is not strong, with a smooth and well-proportioned outline. What made Qin Yan pay the most attention was his right hand, a hand belonging to the swordsman, wrapped in a layer of black gauze, and even his fingers were wrapped in it. It was put on the hilt of the sword in a strange way, which seemed bloated and cumbersome, but Qin Yan smelled extremely dangerous from it.

There must be something terrible buried in that layer of gauze.

He vaguely felt that if he met this person in this state, there was a 70% or 80% chance that he would lose.

Such a person will not be an unknown person no matter where he is. Why have you never seen this person? The mother-in-law family has only selected disciples from young orphans. Why did this figure suddenly appear?

The teenager stared at him for a long time, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief from his nose. A deep smile appeared on his lonely and stubborn face. The wrist holding the sword slowly turned, and the dark purple flame crossed the ridge of the sword and pointed in the direction of Qin Yan.

As the target of his sword, Qin Yan really felt a chill rising from his spine, spreading all over his body and freezing his blood all over his body. This feeling further confirmed his judgment that if he really fought, he would lose nine times out of ten.

'Hateful! If only the power of the imperial art recovers...'

The only chance to win is to give up the secret again. But the magic gate is different from other places. For a person who has lost his power, it will be the most dangerous hell in the world. No matter how disguised, the truth will soon be seen. At that time, Wei Fei, who is now obedently following him, may be the first to show his ferocious fangs and swallow his flesh and blood!

Whether this battle is won or lose, it will not make any sense to Qin Yan. Compared with the consequences it needs to bear later, the fruit of this victory can be said to be too insignificant. Therefore, he chose a way to deal with the provocation of teenagers.

As the chief disciple, he really has the privilege of refusing anyone's challenges without having to bear the consequences of rumors.

Finally, he took a look at the man. He looked away indifferently and continued to walk forward under the other party's gaze.

The sword in the teenager's hand moved slowly with the position he walked until his figure went farther and farther along the river path that the tip of the sword finally hung down.

In the cold river, the purple flame on the sword is still burning and jumping, drawing a vacuum zone. The teenager looked at Qin Yan's gradually disappearing figure for a long time, and his smile became stronger and stronger. In the end, he couldn't help raising his face and laughing unscrupulously at the sky.

As the distance grew, the feeling of thorns on the back gradually faded away. Qin Yan was secretly relieved, turned his face and asked, "Who was that person just now?"

Wei Fei replied, "His name is Ge Xinglie. He just came back a few days ago. His origin is extremely mysterious."

It turns out that it's you, Xiaoge... Brother Yiyuan, Sister Qingsha, the reason why you will join hands is also because of this person!

Wei Fei looked at his face and continued to say, "At that time, he suddenly broke in from Longyue Cliff, killed more than a dozen sentry disciples, and injured many brothers on duty. It was not until Uncle Yan came that he took out the master's token, saying that he was recommended by the master. Uncle Yan talked to him alone for a while and announced his identity as a disciple in public. As for his origin, we still don't know.

"Did Cheng Gang and the others take action that day?"

"Only Lv Tong took action and was quickly defeated. If Grandma Yan hadn't arrived, she might have died.

"Oh... this boy is so arrogant that he seems to have a great reason!"

Wei Fei looked around a few times and said in a low voice, "There is news that he is the dark son of my sect lurking in Yandang Mountain. Because of his excellent qualifications, he was specially transferred back by his master."

"Oh." Qin Yan said quietly, "It turned out to be Hao Chen Kang's younger brother." But I was shocked in my heart. A few days ago, the blood wolf monk said that the Chinese army was a chess piece arranged by the Bashimen in Tianhai Hall. Today's Ge Xinglie is also a chess piece arranged by the Bashimen in Yandang Mountain. How many chess pieces did the Bashimen arrange in each sect? Is there also a chess piece inserted on Jiulong Peak?

He suddenly thought of a possibility that he could no longer keep calm and his face suddenly changed dramatically.

Yu Hanyan...

Qin Yan remembered the words of Lin Ge Lao that day.

Eleven years ago, Guilinzhuang was destroyed in the battle between the immortal and the demon, and Qin Yan was also brought into the magic cave. Nine years ago, Yu Hanyan was rescued by Elder Lin and brought to Jiulong Peak...

Where did Yu Hanyan go in the two years of the vacancy? Was she, who was just a three- or four-year-old doll at that time, really wandered alone for two years?

Once doubts arise, the past pictures will follow. Recalling the scene of acquaintance, more and more evidence points to the same result.

At the beginning, when she first met in Guangyi County, she was caught off guard and was pointed out by Yue Sihai as "a meeting of the same family". At that time, she had murderous intentions against everyone except herself...

As a real lover, she is invincible to the chief disciple of the Demon Sect, and even admires her. Moreover, her understanding of some confidential things in the Demon Sect is even beyond herself, such as "worm elixir" and "mark", and the thirteen sentences of the Golden Lotus Sutra...

As a disciple of Jiulongfeng, he has a more murderous spirit than the demon sect...

Then, her sorrow, her sadness, everything can be explained!